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Sep 23, 2007 21:28

Week Name/Date/Time: 'Sometimes You Just Can't Win' / Thursday, September 21st, 2006 / 5:43 PM
Location: Slytherin Common Room
Open To: Rae and other Slytherins
Currently Involving: Illiad

His usual spot.

Legs thrown up over the side of the sofa meant no one was to bother him. Of course, there were a few first years who were still unable to grasp this ( Read more... )

illiad-hawkins, week-037, rae-burton

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rae_burton September 24 2007, 05:26:12 UTC

Rae was unfortunately left with nothing to do. All of her work was finished and she had already gotten some gossip that morning and now all she had left to do was pass the time until the FUKD meeting.

And the common room wasn't looking like it was shaping up to be anything interesting either. In fact it disappointed her. Where was everyone nowadays? They couldn't have all been taken out of school could they? That would be horrid.

Which unfortunately left her with choosing some annoying little first years or Illiad. Both were equal to torture in her mind, but at least there would be some semi adequate conversation with him. Not to mention she got the pleasure of obviously interrupting and bothering him. Now that sounded more amusing already.

"Illiad," she said while sitting down in a chair beside the couch and sending him a smile. Obviously fake and more 'you're stuck with me now' but it was still a smile through and through.

homely_illiad September 24 2007, 05:33:37 UTC

Illiad looked up briefly from his reading, his grey eyes (so like his hated cousins!) scanning her face so quickly, and then down to the text again, his head propped up on one hand.

The first-year whimpered where it sat on the floor next to Rae's chair, but Illiad didn't even bother turning his eyes on it. He flicked his wand from the sleeve of his robes and the purple cloth vanished. "Go. Get." he advised it in his cool tone, "You might've gotten some help if not for Miss Burton here. You have her to thank the next time you fail a Potions exam, not me. Now, scram." The first-year didn't need telling twice. It bolted, the sounds of it's boots echoing down the stoney halls and up to the boys dormitories.

"I don't recall letting in a harpy," Illiad said, sounding unintrested with Rae. He masked his annoyance well enough, he supposed, turning a page. "Do you have a purpose, other than serving as a constant annoyance?"

rae_burton September 26 2007, 02:44:50 UTC

Rae barely contained the roll of her eyes as he sent the first-year off. A tad dramatic for her tastes and completely unnecessary, but what could one expect from a Hawkins after all? Not much.

She let a smirk cross her lips and rearranged herself on the chair so that one of her legs crossed the other. A few fixes of her skirt and she was settled, thankfully in a more comfortable position.

And now for the amusement to begin. Or 'annoyance' in his case.

"Can't I talk to a fellow house mate without question to my motives?" She said with a raised eyebrow. "Besides you seemed to be reminded of what respectable company is. After all a summer is a very long time, and I can only imagine that it would be hard to break those types of habits."

homely_illiad September 26 2007, 03:14:49 UTC

"No. No, as a matter of fact, you can't," Illiad replied to her question about whether her motives should be questioned or not. He shut tight the book on Battle Curses, but not after carefully folding the corner of a page down, then set it aside. From out of his bag next to him, he withdrew another book-- his Arithmancy book. Grey eyes flickering momentarily over the cover, he opened it to the middle as well and began to read, a quill drawn to take notes in the margins of the pages.

"I should hope--for the umpteenth time-- you aren't insinuating something about my family," he said, harsh but quiet all the same. "Or, in any case, about my relation to them." What did Rae Burton know about the Hawkins family? Sure, she could read the papers whenever someone got arrested for protesting this or attacking that legislation, and she knew Louvika and hated her, if not slightly more than Illiad himself did. But what did she truly know about them? About the exlcusion he'd always had to feel among them? About this whispers that he was a 'bad egg ( ... )

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